She buried her head in Xiao Heye's arms, the faint scent of sandalwood emanating from him lingering around her nose.

Xiao Heye stretched out his arms and gradually tightened his embrace around the woman in his arms, as if he wanted to meld Su Tiyue into his own body.

He rested his chin against the top of Su Tiyue's head, rubbing it back and forth...

He really couldn't hold back any longer. After being separated from the two of them for so many days, he had been living in a daze in the palace.

The Listening to Rain Pavilion is now deserted; that lovely figure is no longer in the palace.

He always felt something was missing...

Now, the woman Xiao Heye had been longing for was right before him, in his arms...

It's so close.

"Who would have thought that the dignified Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial, Xiao, would have such a day?" Su Tiyue raised her rosy face, then stood on tiptoe and bit the man's smooth jawline with her cherry-like lips. The pressure was just right, making one's heart itch.

Xiao Heye snorted, completely ignoring her teasing words.

Those large, thick hands slowly moved down, and Xiao Heye looked down at her with a half-smile.

With a slight exertion of his muscular arms, he gripped Su Tiyue's slender waist with one hand and placed the other on her soft buttocks. With just a gentle lift, he easily lifted Su Tiyue up.

The position was somewhat ambiguous and dangerous. Afraid that she would fall, she could only stretch out her arms and tightly hug the back of the man's neck.

"What are you doing?" She was a little tipsy, and her voice was more delicate than usual.

No matter how many times I listen to it, I never get tired of it.

Xiao Heye curled his lips into a smile and asked her, "Didn't Yue'er like to be hugged? Why... doesn't she like it anymore?"

"You remember everything I said?" Su Tiyue asked him, blinking her eyes.

“I remember it all.” He carried Su Tiyue a few steps and then placed her on the dressing table beside the bed. “In my eyes, Yue’er’s words are more effective than an imperial edict.”

After setting the person in his arms down, the man's slender fingers braced on either side of the dressing table, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

He still held Su Tiyue in his arms, leaning down to kiss her.

Seeing his reaction, Su Tiyue involuntarily shrank back.

"Trying to play hard to get again?" he asked Su Tiyue in a deep voice.

She frowned and shook her head, then quickly asked, "Where is Liu Wan?"

The person who went to the kitchen to get the hangover soup was clearly Liu Wan, so why is it Xiao Heye who came in now?

Xiao Heye glanced at the door and said, "She's guarding outside."

"Huh?" She was still a little guilty. After all, they were at home. If their family members saw them, they would be really finished.

Su Tiyue paused, her hands, which had been hooked around the back of his neck, slowly moved forward until her slender, cool fingers touched his cheek. "Palm print, I'm serious... what if my father and older brother find out about us?"

She knew Su Sui and Su Lin's temperaments very well.

Her mother, Yang Wanzhi, was a reasonable person. She didn't understand the ways of officialdom, but her affection for Su Tiyue was genuine.

Su Tiyue was worried about her father's stubborn and unyielding nature, as well as her eldest brother, who was not an easy person to talk to.

Xiao Heye replied, "It's good that you've been discovered. Then I can sincerely come to your house to propose marriage and openly ask for my beloved's hand in marriage. I won't have to be sneaking around like this anymore..."

“But they won’t agree. Although I’ve been married once before and can’t be considered a lady from a respectable family, they won’t let me marry one man after another…” She hesitated for a moment and didn’t continue.

Hmm... what is it?

A treacherous minister who is condemned by the world.

A wicked and sinful demon.

...

Of course, she didn't need to say what she said next; Xiao Heye could understand the meaning behind it.

But he didn't care at all. He stretched out his fingers, pinched Su Tiyue's chin, and forced her to look at him: "Yue'er, if there really comes a day when your family absolutely refuses to let us be together, what will you do?"

"...What would you choose? Would you...choose me?" he asked gently.

Su Tiyue looked up at the man before her, their gazes meeting in the silent air. Xiao Heye's voice echoed endlessly in her mind, like a nightmare…

Would you choose me?

Would you choose me?

...

Su Tiyue frowned, looking into Xiao Heye's dark eyes, and said in a pitiful voice, "I...I don't know..."

Xiao Heye understands her so well; he probably already has the answer in his heart. No matter how much he presses her, it will be in vain.

"Enough, things haven't come to that yet. In any case, Yue'er will definitely be my lawfully wedded wife. I promise you a grand wedding with a ten-mile-long red bridal procession and an eight-bearer sedan chair. I will make sure you marry me in a magnificent and glorious manner."

Su Tiyue nodded and asked with a curious look, "Would Master Xiao be willing to kneel down and kowtow to my father to beg him to agree in order to marry me?"

Xiao Heye raised an eyebrow and said casually, "Those I've knelt before haven't had a very good ending."

This sentence sounds familiar.

It felt familiar yet tinged with a sense of danger.

Su Tiyue naturally understood the meaning behind his words.

So she reached out and grabbed the finger that was pinching her chin, put it in her mouth and bit it hard, saying in a coquettish tone, "The Master said he wouldn't touch the Su family."

His fingertip was bitten by her pearly teeth, sending a slight pain through him. Xiao Heye raised an eyebrow and nodded, saying, "Yes, that's true."

He had already given in, but Su Tiyue still wouldn't let go of his fingers.

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